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www.mpzw.com) At night, Loria came alone to the Crusader post outside the monastery and walked into a tent by the roadside, where Tris had been waiting for her. ｗｗｗ。 ２３ｕｓ。 com capstone novels

After saying hello, Loria walked over to a small table and kept pulling things out of her package...... With all sorts of weapons, guns, and bombs, she was a little eager to meet the weirdos that Triss spoke of again—she was almost sure they were the adventurers, and she wanted to see if she could defeat those who had grown to level thirty or forty with her own strength.

Finished.

Loria eventually picked up a rifle and her modified parasol as weapons, and stuffed a dozen grenades into a satchel designed for combat items.

Anyway, the adventurer can't die, so you can play to your heart's content.

"Miss Mograine...... They usually don't show up until midnight...... "Tris was a little surprised, he just wanted to ask Loria to witness those strange people, but he didn't want her to look like she wanted to participate in the battle - if something happened to Loria, he would probably die a miserable death, he was anxious, trying to persuade Loria to give up the fight, but after thinking that people couldn't kill the weirdos, and the weirdos couldn't kill everyone, he relaxed a little and felt that he was too worried.

"Hey, do you have to wait until midnight?"

Loria, who was wiping the barrel of the gun, was surprised, and then took out her pocket watch to confirm the time...... At least four hours to wait, she pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "What a grinding little goblin, come and play with me!"

After reluctantly reading the book for a while, Loria got up and started warming up in the tent...... More agile and powerful than usual, she could now easily use the special heavy parasol - for tonight's battle, Loria deliberately canceled her plans to attack Anne, and kept herself in the state of a second-stage vampire.

……

Half a day ago at noon, at the goblin airport near the ruins of Lordaeron, today's goblin airship finally appeared in the sky over the Tirisfal Glade after half an hour late.

Poirot Splithoof took his pestle and axe on the ground, and gathered around the exit of the airport with his seven companions, his team had already gathered enough of twelve, but nearly half of them did not show up today, the tall minotaur snorted, white breath gushing from his mouth and nose, he only hoped that the airship would bring a few more men tonight, so that he could break through the lines of the Scarlet Crusaders and get a glimpse of the monastery.

The airship slowly approached the terrace of the airport tower, and after coming to a stop, the people below saw several goblins dragging ropes and getting busy in all directions.

The frustration of several days in a row annoyed the Minotaur companions, who did not expect it to be so difficult to get in...... In the past few days, many people have come and gone, simply abandoning their mission in the depths of the Scarlet Monastery.

Poirot Splithoof, on the other hand, is accustomed to it, and this is the trouble of growing too fast - he has encountered a similar situation in the Razor Swamp on another continent before, and the boar people all over the mountains make him never want to see this race again - some 'dungeons' have a deep background, and it is normal for the number of guards on the periphery to be large, and it is only when the number of people who have grown to a similar stage that it is possible to get close to the target lightly.

The whistle interrupted the conversation of several adventurers, and soon the sound of dense footsteps was heard, and the number of tribal adventurers far exceeding Poirot's expectations rushed down the tower for the airship to moor.

"How many people are there? fifty to one hundred? Hahaha, I will definitely be able to attack it today!"

The undead, who stood next to the minotaur, almost waist-tall, laughed excitedly.

"Don't be too happy. Poirot reminded: "Not everyone is willing to cooperate, go, to convince them. ”

Seven people approached the stairs of the exit and began to shout loudly the words that had been prepared for a long time: "The Scarlet Monastery has formed a group to clear the monsters, and those who have come will stay." ”

Unconsciously following a certain habit, extremely simple, unadorned words.

The first to rush down were two orcs, with shiny daggers hanging from their waists, and they ran forward without stopping.

…… After ten minutes, the extremely noisy airport finally quieted down, and out of more than eighty people, Poirot had only recruited a mere seven, and all of them were of low rank.

Most of the high-ranking people have long been accustomed to walking alone, while the rest seem unimpressed, and they even mock Poirot, what is the use of so many people in a group - almost all of them are adventurers in the wilderness who are one step ahead of most people in rank.

"Fifteen...... It's all low-level procrastinating. One of Poirot's fellow orcs looked at the newcomers with contempt and said, "I'm afraid tonight's plan will be ruined again." ”

Is it because the body and mind are separated that it is easy to reveal one's true nature, or is it because people become bad as long as they put on a disguise?

"Don't say it. The minotaur interrupted the orc to prevent him from breaking up the group, and he held back his disgust for the orc and said, "Today is different, we should have hope after those fools...... Come on, sign your name. ”

As he spoke, Poirot took out a scroll and a pen and handed them to the newcomers. Perhaps because there was a reliable leader, several people hesitated but did not leave, and took turns to sign their names on top of the contract that formed the team.

However, they all unconsciously approached Poirot, and looked at the orc's blank gaze, full of disgust.

One of the newcomers, the Troll Priest, the only healer on the team, has a small plan for revenge - albeit only with the intention of releasing the animal.

Malice is contagious, but for a group of strangers, it may never have time to bear rotten fruit enough to be used as a talking point.

After everyone had signed their names, Poirot took out a sketch and explained to the seven new companions: "If you want to enter the Scarlet Monastery, you must pass through the four lines of defense...... From here, a distance of two kilometers, there were probably more than three hundred Scarlet Crusaders. ”

The first three are not actually the line of defense, they are only the team responsible for patrolling, and the last line is the key.

"We followed the first ones, trying to avoid the patrols and leaving the strength to prepare for the final battle...... Prepare the team contract, and if we succeed today, we'll be able to get a glimpse of the inside of the Scarlet Abbey. Putting the contract in his pocket, Poirot beckoned to his fourteen companions and shouted, "Go!"

……

When the red moon rose to the zenith, Loria, who couldn't sit still, ran out, followed by Tris and several warriors who had no choice but to follow.

Loria was attracted by a stone statue on the side of the road, and she approached the stone slab that looked like a tombstone under the stone statue, only to find that there was no epitaph on it, just the name of the tombstone's owner, Alonsus Faol

"Hoo ......"

Sighing softly, Loria, who unconsciously believed in the Holy Light, bowed in greeting, closed her eyes, clasped her hands, and bowed her head in prayer.